Virgil
Known in English as Virgil or Vergil, was a Latin poet, the author of the Eclogues, the Georgics and the Aeneid, the last being an epic poem of twelve books that became the Roman Empire's national epic.
Me vero primum dulces ante omnia Musae,
Quarum sacra fero ingenti percussus amore,
Accipiant caelique vias et sidera monstrent,
Defectus solis varios lunaeque labores;
Unde tremor terris, qua vi maria alta tumescant
Obicibus ruptis rursusque in se ipsa residant.
Quid tantum Oceano properent se tingere soles
Hiberni, vel quae tardis mora noctibus obstet.
It is easy to go down into Hell;
Night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide;
But to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air —
There's the rub, the task.
Infandum, regina, iubes renovare dolorem.
Exoriare aliquis nostris ex ossibus ultor.
Obstupui, steteruntque comae, et vox faucibus haesit.
Omne adeo genus in terris hominumque ferarumque,
Et genus aequoreum, pecudes, pictaeque volucres,
In furias ignemque ruunt. Amor omnibus idem.
Dulcis et alta quies, placidaeque simillima morti.
Flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo.
Major rerum mihi nascitur ordo;
Majus opus moveo.
Animasque in volnere ponunt.
Advance, boy, to new virtue; so one mounts to the stars.
Durate et vosmet rebus servate secundis.
Gratior et pulchro veniens in corpore virtus.
Macte nova virtute, puer, sic itur ad astra.
In tenui labor, at tenuis non gloria.